Wesley Corpus

There, O grave, is thy destruction! There, O serpent, is the Seed that shall for ever bruise thy head. O, I thought my head was a fountain of water. . I was dissolved in love. ‘ My Beloved is mine, and] am his.’ He has all charms. He has ravished my heart. He is my comforter, my frien, my all. He is nowin his garden, feeding among the lilies. O, ‘I am sick of love.’ He is altogether lovely, ‘ the chiefest among ten thousand.’ ” Sun. 10.--I administered the Lord’s Supper at the Castle. At one I expounded at Mr. Fox’s, as usual. The great power of God was with us; and one who had been in despair several years, received a witness that she was a child of God. Mon. 11.--Hearing Mr. Whitefield was arrived from Georgia, I hastened to London; and on Twesday, 12, God gave us once more to take sweet counsel together. Fri. 15.--I preached at St. Antholin’s. Sut. 16.--One who had examined himself by the reflections wrote October 14, made the following observations on the state of his own soul :-- “J. 1. [judge thus of myself. ButI feelit not. Therefore, there is in me still the old heart of stone. 2. I judge thus of happiness: but I still hanker after creature happiness. My soul is almost continuaily yunning out after one creature or another, and imagining ‘ How happy bea) ve van. 1739.] REV. J WESLEY’S JOURNAL. 117 should I be in such or such a condition.’ I have more pleasure in eating and drinking, and in the company of those I love, than I have in God. I have a relish for earthly happiness. I have not a relish for heavenly. ‘I savour pgvow, the things of men, not the things of God.’ Therefore, there is in me still the carnal heart, the Qgovnua gupxoc. But the eyes of my understanding are not yet fully opened. “TI. ‘This is the design of my life.’ » But a thousand little designs are daily stealing into my soul. This is my ultimate design ; but intermediate designs are continually creeping in upon me; designs (though often disguised) of pleasing myself, of doing my own will; designs wherein I do not eye God, at least, not him singly. Therefore my eye is not yet single; at least not always so.